Tea money.
Ling Shuyao almost stopped tensing up when she heard these two words. She took a deep breath, took half a step back, folded her hands in front of her, and quickly regained her dignified and decent posture.
"Master, please forgive me for being rude. Lingcha is for Imperial Dao Arts Workshop to entertain guests free of charge." Her voice regained its composure, but the redness at the base of her ears had not faded away. "I understand Master's needs. Please sit down for a moment and I'll be back."
She carried the wooden tray and exited the room, closing the door gently. There was no one in the corridor. She leaned against the door panel and stood for two breaths with her eyes closed. Then she opened her eyes and stared at the two Jade Slip coins on the wooden tray that she had picked up and placed several times.
Will my records be lost? Ling Shuyao asked himself in his mind.
She has a record that she never mentions to her guests. Ever since she took over the reception position at Imperial Dao Arts Workshop five years ago, no guest she has personally entertained has left empty-handed, without exception in the past five years. This is why she was trained as one of the successors.
She has a sharp eye and can figure out a monk's true needs within three sentences, and then make precise recommendations. This record was not even something she actively pursued, but one day she suddenly realized that it had not stopped, and then it became some kind of obsession that must be kept.
No, the record must not be lost in the hands of this monk. She glanced firmly at the room behind her, and then hurried downstairs, much more hurriedly than before.
Qin Tiexin sat alone in the room and leaned the iron rod back against the wall.
He was actually a little surprised when Ling Shuyao pressed his shoulder just now. A female cultivator from Foundation Establishment Early Stage directly stopped the customer when the business was not settled. This kind of behavior was not considered by the Flowing Cloud Sect It was enough for to be scolded by the steward in the market. But her fingers were very forceful, as if she didn't care about the rules in a hurry. Qin Tiexin didn't have any objections, but she felt that this female nun was much more obsessed with making business than she expected.
He picked up the teapot and poured himself another cup. The tea had cooled down, but the medicinal power of Jade Marrow Vine was still there. It was slightly bitter in the mouth but still sweet aftertaste.
The wait this time was a little longer than before.
It took nearly half an hour before the knock on the door rang again.
"Please come in."
The door opened, and Ling Shuyao walked in. There were only three Jade Slip on the wooden plate in her hand. These three Jade Slip were different from all the ones before. They were old jade with a light yellowish brown color, and the corners were a little worn, so they were obviously old.
Ling Shuyao stood still in front of the table, breathing a little deeper than usual, but her posture had returned to normal. She put the wooden plate on the table, and did not rush to take Jade Slip, but took a look at Qin Tiexin first.
"Master, these are the three martial arts skills that I have specially selected for you." She emphasized the word "specially for" a little more, "Whether it is the price or the purpose, they should be very suitable for you."
Qin Tiexin made a please gesture.
She picked up the first Jade Slip and inserted it into the groove. A young monk practicing boxing appeared on the light screen.
The picture was simpler than the previous ones, with no golden light effects, no shadows of dragons and tigers, and no mountain illusions. It was just a monk, repeatedly punching straight and swinging fists at the wooden stake. But every time a punch was punched, a ball of pale golden energy would automatically condense on the surface of the fist, and the energy would condense in the air into a blurry face of an arhat with angry eyes, and then explode when the power of the punch reached its maximum.
""Arhat Fist", the basic Buddhist boxing technique." Ling Shuyao's voice was smooth and clear, "The moves are extremely simple, including straight punches, swinging punches, and downward punches, without any fancy changes. The only The special thing about Yi lies in the route of spiritual power: when punching, the spiritual power travels retrograde along the three yang meridians of the hand to the fist surface, gathers together without scattering, and condenses into the facial pattern of an Arhat. This is a boxing technique that all Buddhist disciples must practice when they first start, and even ordinary Buddhist disciples can learn it."
She paused for a moment and added, "The grade is not good. The highest level can only be used is Qi Refining Late Stage."
Qin Tiexin watched the monk on the light screen punch straight over and over again without looking away.
Ling Shuyao picks up the second Jade Slip and inserts it into the groove.
The scene switches, a monk shoots out with one palm. The moment the palm touches the target, a layer of light gold or white light shines, leaving a clear shadow of the palm print in the air. The edges of the palm print are neat, and each time the palm is released, it is accompanied by the faint sound of Sanskrit singing. It is the resonance generated when the palm force stirs the air, like the wind blowing through the copper bells under the eaves of the Buddhist hall.
""Prajna Palm" is the most widely circulated palm technique in Buddhism. The moves are wide open and closed, and one palm strike has the momentum to subjugate demons. Like "Arhat Fist", it is the foundation of Buddhism and is a must-learn for beginners."
The third Jade Slip. In the picture, a monk takes a deep breath, his chest expands a full circle visibly to the naked eye, and then opens his mouth. Although there is no sound in the picture, the pale golden ripples spreading from the monk's mouth shatter the wooden target three feet away. The ripples spread in a fan shape, becoming denser and sparse as they get closer and farther away.
""Lion's Roar", infuse spiritual power into the chest and shout forward at a specific frequency. The effect is similar to a lion's roar, which can shock the monks in front and cause a moment of stupefaction. The shock effect is directly proportional to the monk's own strength. The stronger the power, the stronger the Penetration power and shocking power of the sound. There will be additional bonuses when used with physical training."
Ling Shuyao took out all three Jade Slip, placed them side by side on the wooden plate, and then raised his eyes to look at Qin Tiexin.
"Three-door package, two hundred Spirit Stone. Cost price."
There was a hint of nervousness in her voice that she didn't even notice.
These three martial arts are the most basic entry-level inheritance of Buddhism. As long as you formally worship in any Buddhist temple, these things will be obtained for free. Because of this, there are very few customers who come to Imperial Dao Arts Workshop to purchase these martial arts. It can be said that there are almost none.
Those who can afford it don't need it, and those who need it can't afford it.
These three Jade Slip were obtained when Imperial Dao Arts Workshop packaged and acquired a dilapidated small Buddhist Buddhist Scripture Pavilion a few years ago. They had been stored in the warehouse for too long, and the storage cost was also an expense. The store even discussed whether to destroy them directly. If it weren't for Qin Tiexin's "special request" today, Ling Shuyao almost forgot about these.
Qin Tiexin looked at the three old Jade Slip that were old and yellow on the wooden plate, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Simple, practical, and quick to learn, these three martial arts are Buddhist martial arts at first glance. These three martial arts are basic courses taught free of charge in Buddhism, but a fake monk can't go to the temple to imitate other people's entry-level skills. If he goes there, he will have the words "I am pretending" carved on his forehead.
Two hundred Spirit Stone is really not expensive.
In Azure Xuan Region, a Cultivation Method that can use Qi Refining Late Stage's remnant version costs almost a hundred Spirit Stone. Flowing Cloud Sect disciples can exchange a Spirit Stone for a Cultivation Method in the Sutra Pavilion. That is a sect welfare. The material cost is not enough, so don't even think about leaving it outside.
More importantly, he never thought that martial arts must be of a high level to be useful. High-level ones have high-level benefits, and ordinary ones are not without merit.
These three moves are simple and direct, with no fancy changes. A punch is a punch and a palm is a palm, but it also means that the greater the power, the better the effect. Just like Heavy Mountain Saber Technique, the first three moves were originally used by the disciples of Qi Refining. He still feels comfortable using them now and does not plan to replace them in the short term.
Lion's Roar is an unexpected surprise. The stronger the power, the better the effect. This is simply an auxiliary method tailor-made for physical training. Before fighting, you must roar to shock the opponent, and the subsequent punches, kicks, knives and sticks are easy to use.
"Just these three books."
Qin Tiexin did not hesitate, took off the ordinary Storage Bag from his waist, opened the bag, and counted out two hundred Lower-Grade Spirit Stone from the inside, neatly stacking it on the table.
His storage ring is hung on his chest under his clothes. Chen Xi has repeatedly taught him the rule that his wealth should not be exposed. Hanging an ordinary Storage Bag around his waist and decorating it with scattered Spirit Stone is enough.
The sound of Spirit Stone falling on the table was crisp and short. Ling Shuyao looked at the pile of Spirit Stone, and the string in his heart finally relaxed.
It has been almost an hour since I entered the house, from Mount Sumeru King Fist to Skanda Demon-Subduing Vajra Technique to Dragon-Subduing Tiger-Taming Fist to Mad Demon Staff and then to these three old books Jade Slip. This business has gone in a big circle, and the final transaction amount is not even a fraction of the single volume recommended in the first two times.
But the moment Qin Tiexin put down Spirit Stone, she only felt a piece of Shitou fall to the ground.
For five consecutive years, as long as she personally entertained guests, not one of them left empty-handed. This record lasted for one more day today.
Although compared with the previous large orders worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of Spirit Stone, the profit of this order cannot even make back the Jade Marrow Vine that was spilled on the spiritual tea, but Ling Shuyao doesn't care.
She put three yellow Jade Slip into a brocade pouch and handed them to Qin Tiexin with both hands.
"Thank you for your patronage, master. Imperial Dao Arts Workshop is responsible for all Cultivation Method martial arts sold for life. If Jade Slip is damaged and cannot be read, it can be replaced with a new one for free. If you encounter any difficulties during practice, you can come to the store for consultation at any time."
Qin Tiexin took the brocade pouch and put it in his arms, stood up, held the iron rod in his hand again, and made a Buddhist salute with one hand raised up.
"That's good. Thank you for your help."
Ling Shuyao bowed slightly in return and stepped aside to make way for the door. She watched Qin Tiexin's back walk through the corridor, down the stairs, and disappeared at the top of the stairs. Then she turned back to the room and her eyes fell on the pile of Spirit Stone on the table. The business was done, and she was not too excited about the commission.
However, she couldn't help but pick up the Qin Tiexin used tea cup and took a look at it. There was only a cool, light golden tea base left at the bottom of the cup.
It was the first time that someone drank her tea so cleanly. She put down the tea cup and started to clean up the Spirit Stone on the table. When she picked up the pieces of Lower-Grade Spirit Stone from the table and put them into Storage Bag, she suddenly smiled.
This monk is indeed different from others.
When Qin Tiexin walked out of the gate of Imperial Dao Arts Workshop, the sky was already turning west. The setting sun slanted down from above the city wall at the end of Cloud Ford Ward's main street, dyeing the bluestone road into dark gold.
He stood at the door and took a breath of the hot and humid air, checked the three yellow Jade Slips in his arms again, and walked towards the direction of Purple Jade Wards.